[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again":3,"chapter-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-203":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Witcher: Make the Witcher Great Again",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1881842,2497,"Chapter 203: She Disappears","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-203",203,"\u003Cp>As night fell, the two found a sheltered spot and lit a bonfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn took out food and a water bottle from his enchanted leather pouch, sharing them with Syanna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings were silent, save for the crackling of the burning bonfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn took a large swig of water, washing down the somewhat coarse whole-wheat bread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel a gaze fixed on him from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deliberately turned his head slowly, giving the little girl time to avoid eye contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, nothing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn chuckled, watching the ducal lady lower her head, not daring to meet his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her cooperative attitude throughout the past half-day, Lynn didn't believe for a second that she would genuinely and obediently follow him north.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was different from Ciri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ciri had no other choice and came from a poor background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eat up and get some rest. We'll have to get up early tomorrow to travel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Lynn pulled a blanket from his enchanted leather pouch and tossed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She murmured an \"oh\" and dutifully pulled the blanket over herself, lying down by the bonfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small figure bundled in the blanket suddenly stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna cautiously peeked out from under the blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked towards the Witcher sitting by the bonfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn's eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked as if he were fast asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna's eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at Lynn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until a long while passed that she slowly, carefully, extracted herself from the blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tiptoed to the Witcher's front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding her breath, she stretched out a hand and waved it in front of the Witcher's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lynn seemed to be sound asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna still dared not breathe a single sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes remained fixed on the Witcher as she slowly retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until she reached the edge of the firelight...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Witcher remained perfectly still, in the same position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna finally let out a long breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like a rabbit, she turned and slipped into the darkness, disappearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, however, Lynn opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked in the direction Syanna had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had known all along that Syanna wouldn't willingly follow him out of Toussaint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no matter how you looked at it, she was still a ducal lady. How could she possibly agree to wander the world with a Witcher, sword in hand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was for the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Verbal lessons were never as effective as real-world experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she recognized the harshness of the world and realized that staying by his side was the safest option, then even if he told her to leave, she wouldn't\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the dim night sky, Syanna ran for her life, panting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept glancing back over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew very well that she was just a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't compare to an adult in terms of stamina or speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let alone a Witcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that Witcher roused from his meditation and found her gone, he would surely give chase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna had heard people say that Witchers' eyes were like cat eyes, allowing them to see in the dark just like cats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, every Witcher was a master tracker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could easily follow her footprints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she were caught, she'd likely get a severe beating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such experiences were not unfamiliar to Syanna, a girl who had been burdened by the Black Sun curse since childhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But thankfully, her worries never materialized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She estimated she had been running for about half an hour, and the Witcher still hadn't appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This finally allowed Syanna's spirits to relax somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It even sparked a bold idea in her mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps... perhaps that Witcher won't even notice I'm gone until morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Syanna didn't know what meditation was, and she had never seen anyone sleep while sitting upright...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, people always harbored a bit of hopeful thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, Syanna's spirits relaxed even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn't even considered that her escape plan would go so smoothly, succeeding on the first try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next, move on to phase two of the escape plan:\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First, find a populated area, then reveal my true identity to them, and have them send me back to Toussaint.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once there, I won't return to the Beauclair palace immediately. Instead, I'll go directly to Lady Fringilla and ask her to hide me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a plan Syanna had conceived ever since she learned she wouldn't be taken by the Brotherhood of Sorcerers but would instead be entrusted to a Witcher's care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding the Black Sun curse she bore, Syanna had once believed herself to be a child of disaster, destined to bring about the world's end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until she and her sister were rescued from The Edge of Nightmare by Lynn and Fringilla, and were told they would have to live with a Witcher from then on...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna developed a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Black Sun curse truly possessed world-ending power, was it really alright for her not to join the Brotherhood of Sorcerers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conversely, since she wasn't needed, did that mean the so-called Black Sun curse was just superstitious nonsense, like \"seeing a comet causes a slight dip in stability\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been uncertain until now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't until she was truly taken in by the Witcher that her suspicions were confirmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant she truly wasn't a child of disaster; she was simply being sent away for the sake of domestic stability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, while traveling with the Witcher, she devised a plan:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had read knightly tales, knowing that the protagonists of such stories, often illegitimate children of kings, would be hidden by loyal old knights to prevent harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, her plan was to go back to Fringilla, and have the sorceress hide her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once things blew over and turned a new page, she would find a way to reclaim her identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Witcher?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could go cool his heels somewhere else; who the hell wanted to be a Witcher!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, Syanna walked on and on across the dark grassland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings were so silent it felt as if she were the only person left in the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until, in her vision, a faint glimmer of light appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This invigorated Syanna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firelight meant people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew at least that much common sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At this hour, anyone still out in the wilderness can only be travelers or merchants.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her face slightly darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though it could also be bandits... No choice, I have to risk it. I definitely can't get back to Toussaint by myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Syanna took a deep breath and walked towards the glimmering light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For advanced chapters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get early access to 120 advanced chapters before anyone else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>👉 Join now: patreon.com\u002FChaos_God\u003C\u002Fp>",1125,"2026-06-10T06:33:50.715Z",1,"novelbin.me","13c2a0d3d328d364c131640635afa686e57a86222b6afe133b608613b294eee3","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-115","the-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-chapter-202",398,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-witcher-make-the-witcher-great-again-cover.jpg"]